Beiyang new warlord

But it's no wonder that Mao Xingjian looked disgusted, this place is not a fake Mai Tai, but really dirty!The air was filled with the smell of alcohol, drunkard, urine, and some letter's excrement. Because there was no hope in sight, Han Jinnong was not in the mood to manage. The ground was not cleaned at all, and the mud brought in by the snow melted. It's muddy like a pigsty. Although it's morning, there are still hundreds of drunks who were so drunk yesterday that they slumped on the table. They also have no hope in sight. These scumbags are completely paralyzed by alcohol. Own.

But what makes Ming people feel ashamed is that most of these people who don't seek to make progress and get drunk all day long are Ming people!Those of Korean descent and Japanese descent in history have relatively low expectations for the future. Anyway, they will die wherever they live, but they are still motivated to live.

Looking at these scumbags, Mao Xingjian really sighed helplessly, and immediately pulled out a military shotgun with a horn on the opening, that's right, Song Yongzhong's.

Mao Xingjian did not like weapons as much as Mao Jue did. Song Yongzhong slobbered for the revolver with an ivory handle that Chen Jiao stole from Mao Jue's collection and gave him for self-defense. There is no other reason for the standard weapon. This thing is really loud. He held it in mid-air, and he slammed into the fire with a bang. In Han Jinnong's tragic jump, a big hole was cut out on the roof of the tavern, and there were straw and sawdust on it. The child fell to the ground with a splash, making the tavernkeeper's head dumb.

The delusional drunks who drank below all jumped up like their butts were burned, and ran around grinning.

"Officer Song has arrested someone?"

"The bear has entered the city?"

"The Kraken is calling?"

"Oh, my Lord Han, you've been making fun of me all the time!"

The next to him was a drunkard with messy hair and a big beard, who smelt of beard, and the first one muttered indistinctly, but Fatty Han's eyelids twitched, and he hurried to his side Rang: "What's the matter with being blind? Didn't you see that the prince is here? Why don't you kneel down and salute, you bastards!"

Prince?Nice title!The drunks were really taken aback, but the bearded man had a look of disdain on his face, turning his head and spitting.

"What kind of character is I still? That wretch who was kicked into this wretched place to moldy with us waiting to die! Jin Lao Liu, get up so fucking, can you be ashamed? A bastard can scare you like this, and he still Can Chad? He lost a bowl-sized scar on his head, and now he's all mixed up with this fucking virtue, afraid of a woolen thread?"

"Your Majesty is such a heroic character, why did he give birth to such a waste, and he deserves to be abandoned!!!"

What he said made the group of street rascals, who were not afraid of anything, burst into laughter, and those who were kneeling on the ground also stood up with blushing faces, and spit on the ground to show their disdain. The words pierced Mao Xingjian's heart hard like a nail, and his face was ashen.

Suppressing his anger, the crown prince growled in a gloomy low voice: "From now on, you scumbags will be working for the orphans, and you will do whatever the orphans tell you to do. Your three meals a day, the orphans Already!"

"Hey, I obey, His Royal Highness is a thousand years old!"

"I'm not short of your bite, I'm not interested!"

Mao Xingjian's extremely majestic roar, on the contrary, elicited even more unbridled laughter from below. Seeing that the prince was trembling with anger, Fatty Han was also trembling with fright. Now it's fighting beast chess, rat eating elephant , Like Miehu, these bums are not afraid of the prince, he is scary!

"Shut up for me, the prince will tell you bastards to do it honestly! Otherwise, don't fucking want to drink on credit with me!"

For a moment, the bastards below were silent.

If you die, you will die at worst. Without alcohol to anesthetize your nerves, this life is really impossible!While Mao Xingjian was stunned, a group of trash scrambled out of the tavern, shouting loudly, "Work, work!"

Mao Xingjian was dumbfounded at this scene, and turned his head in astonishment, and landed on Han Jinnong. The fat Huizhou businessman had an ugly awkward smile on his face and scratched the back of his head tremblingly.

This can be regarded as a lesson for Mao Xingjian, sometimes authority is not as good as a wine jar!

........

Although the start of this year was not good, the result was still a surprise. The citizens of Baoshihai town who were lifeless and ate at home all day waiting to die made Mao Xingjian agitated. The men in the tavern picked up their axes and went up the mountain While chopping wood with a bang, women, old and weak were also driven out of their nests, pulling aside the snow quilts on the adjacent mountains, and picking up the hay underneath.

Indeed, Mao Xingjian was not as thrifty as Mao Jue was when he started from scratch and endured hardships and hard work, but he also understood the reason that if he wanted a horse to run, he had to give the horse some grass. After Mao Jue was stimulated by the car racing, he really threw himself into the cabinet's copywriting In the middle of the day, he supplemented a lot of economic knowledge and gained a bit of worldly sophistication. At noon, under his order, the assembled women went up the mountain carrying big baskets one by one.

Immediately, surprises and unbelievable shouts rang out one after another.

"I'll wipe it! White flour steamed buns! You actually manage white flour steamed buns at noon!"

"Yaoxi! Yaoxi! Rice Smecta!"

No matter how good the fish is, eating too much will make you sick. For the farming people, these things are still real. With fish and wild vegetables, men and women just shake their cheeks and fill their stomachs. The dwarf made five bowls of dry rice that were out of proportion to his size. Looking at the big mouth that opened and closed, Han Xiaomo felt blood dripping from his heart!While shivering, she was pawing and pulling rice desperately, and every bowl she could eat was one bowl at a time.

"Twelve taels and one stone of rice! Woohoo~ It smells so good!"

With enough food to eat, these Baoshihai citizens are more motivated when they work in the afternoon.

But not everyone felled trees. On the other side, a hundred or so Japanese rogues and strong men from the Ming Dynasty were pulled out by Mao Xingjian alone.

Still a bachelor until now!The drunken bastard who was the first to mock Mao Xingjian in the morning poked his neck and shouted arrogantly: "I know I have offended you, the prince. What's your greeting? You can just use it to me, Zou Zou frown, my little one!" None of them are a man!"

He was so angry that he almost collapsed. Mao Xingjian simply ignored him. He pulled the horse over without a word, turned over and rode on it. Behind him, fifty sailors from the Black Pearl rode the horses brought by the cabin, carrying Looking at the shovel and pick that he had just bought, he trotted out with a wheeze.

After eating a mouthful of ashes, he stared dumbfounded at the big team going out, and was dazed for a while, this stalker also picked up the rope on the ground, and ran out dazedly.

Outside the stockade, Song Yongzhong was twirling the gun smartly with the ivory revolver he just bought in one hand, and stuffing the steamed buns into his mouth in the other hand, watching the townspeople working there leisurely, suddenly feeling heavy on his back The sound of horse hooves sounded, he turned his head suddenly in astonishment, seeing Mao Xingjian rushing out with a sullen face at the head of the horse, the steamed bun in Song Yongzhong's hand fell to the ground with a clatter.

With a mournful face, the dark and loyal cavalry captain hurriedly got on his horse, turned over to meet him, and bowed heavily while singing loudly.

"My lord, where are you going?"

"Outpost No. 22! Master Song is busy this time, so I don't bother you to go with us, let's go!!!"

Responding confidently, slamming the horse whip, passed Song Yongzhong, Mao Xingjian ran out coldly, was sprayed with ashes on his face, looking at the menacing black pearl sailors and the trash following behind, Song Yongzhong Don't mention how sad it is, he trotted back to the stockade with the horse's belly in his hand. He held up the remaining shotgun and shot it hard into the sky, Lao Song yelled aggrievedly.

"Assemble, follow the prince to go to war!"

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This time there were a lot of aisles, obviously not as fast as last time, plus hunting and cooking, it took almost five days to return to the Snake River Plain again.

On weekdays, the two soldiers of the Lushun Third Corps guarding the No. 22 post are really lonely, and they are about to talk to themselves, but this time, there has been a complete reversal. A large team of more than 160 people is in a mess around the circle The sentry tower was noisy, and the noisy two of them had their heads dilated.

I had my eyes on them last time, and this time I watched them more keenly. I looked at the tens of thousands of bison grazing leisurely on the Snake River Plain through the telescope, especially the calves of the cattle crowd. , Mao Xingjian also had greedy eyes on his face.

But what he didn't notice was that, looking at the herd of bison, Song Yongzhong's eyes were filled with worry instead of vigilance.

Chapter 7: The Third Kind of Contact

The coldest December is approaching quietly, and drifting snowflakes continue to fall from the night sky, burying some hay and lichens by the riverside deep below, and those North American bison who hid in the valley to avoid the wind, There is also a thick layer of white on the thick hair.

However, just as the herd of cows were shaking their ears quietly, and from time to time pawing out some supper with their hooves, a strange sound of footsteps suddenly aroused the vigilance of the surrounding bulls. Eyes stared past.

In the next second, a bright light flashed that frightened all wild animals.

fire!

Holding the torches high, the two drunkards with big beards and Jin Laoliu held torches and surrounded them from the northeast, yelling and yelling while dangling, the same torches were dangling in the southeast and south , flickering, the shaking of more than a dozen torches and the yelling of the crowd made the bison herd more and more restless. The cows and calves began to walk westward in small steps, and the strong bulls were vigilant. Lowering his head slightly, the bull's horns were facing outwards, panting heavily, and pawing the ground.

But cows are cows after all, and some bigger things held torches and joined in the roundup. Seeing the approaching torches, the westernmost cow finally ran violently further west, and the outer bulls no longer Defense, followed by a dull run.

"Pay attention to surrounding one! Dongfangmeng, you drive from the south, I drive from the north, drive!"

In the night, there was a fierce roar, and Song Yongzhong immediately slapped the horse's buttocks. The black pearl sailors in the south agreed, and also beat the horses to follow. Two groups of twenty cavalrymen held torches, screaming like monsters , pinching the buttocks of this herd of cows from left to right, never relaxing for a moment.

Hundreds of bison were galloping, the sound was like a landslide, and the shock could be clearly heard even more than a dozen miles away. Halfway along the road, some bulls kept turning their heads and escaping from the edge of the team, but Song Yongzhong and the others I didn't care, just stared at the most batch of bison and chased them non-stop. After chasing and chasing, they ran out for more than ten miles without knowing it, and chased them from the original great plain to a relatively narrow canyon , looking at the shadowy mountain forest, a clump of flames shook three times in a hurry, and Song Yongzhong and Dongfang suddenly pulled the reins of the horses.

The horses neighed and roared, and the horses pulled the ground, and the twenty cavalry stopped abruptly.

However, the endless herd of cattle is not something that can be stopped with an instant. Hundreds of cattle rushed into the canyon. Immediately, there was a crackling sound, the ground suddenly sank, and the unprepared bison fell into it with a hiss. , Under the huge inertia, the bison behind couldn't stand, and fell into it. Amidst the sound of clattering, I didn't know how much it fell in for a while.

However, most of the bison turned the corner, escaped from both sides of the trap, and continued to flee to the other side of the valley.